Angel With A Shotgun By The Cab Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her head spun violently, and before she could regain her senses— Click. The cold tip of a gun barrel pressed tightly against her left temple. Angelina froze. The icy touch of the metal instantly cut off the air in her throat. Her mind suddenly went blank, leaving behind only one bitter question. Would tonight be the end of everything? Would she really die on this filthy warehouse floor without ever seeing Grandma Hana's smile again? Without ever telling Hans what truly lived inside her heart?

Angel got angry and began to curse again. Madelyn became her punching bag, so she swallowed her anger and let Angel scold her. The taxi driver finally couldn't stand it anymore and tried to persuade her. Only then did Angel swallow her words and look out of the window, but she started to get upset again. The taxi was stopped opposite the Wolf Group Hotel and Angel saw a limousine parked at the main entrance of Wolf Group. The security guards went forward and opened the door while Valeria got out of the car with the help of a staff.

[Rachel’s POV] Vincenzo invited me to the East Coast, saying we needed to discuss an alliance. This time, I did something unusual. Instead of taking a helicopter, I boarded a train alone. Not long after I sat down, a man wearing a cap and sunglasses took the seat across from me. He spoke first. “Don’t look at me. Just read a book.” I opened a book and replied quietly, “Victor, I told you I don’t want to see you again.”

Anthony yelled over the alarm. “We’re not leaving her!” I screamed back, my fingers fumbling with the tight, wet knots. Angel’s head lolled against my arm. “He’s gone… they took him…” she mumbled, her voice thick. “Gabriel… they hurt him…” My blood ran cold. “Who? Angel, who did they take?” But she was fading, her consciousness slipping away. Anthony swore violently. He holstered his gun and pushed me aside. He pulled a small, razor-sharp knife from his boot and sawed through the ropes in two swift motions. Angel slumped forward, a dead weight.

He shot again and again and again untill there was no other sound. I was whimpering underneath my seat, praying to God about my birthday that was incoming. I was turning twenty two Soon and I didn't want to die at all. I heard the click of a door opening and when I looked up, L'Angelo had opened a door...a gun in his hand as he stepped out. Fuck! This was getting real. So real. I grabbed another gun that was placed on the center console and stood up as well, opening the door. "Get the fuck inside, Sophia bambina and I...fuck!" L'Angelo groaned and ducked behind the car.

"Get in sweetheart." She slipped in and lay on the backseat. As the shots rumbled around the car which seemed forever. The doors of the car opened, she slid into the corner of the car as everyone got in, the wheels screeching as the car sped away the other following behind them. He held her tight. "It’s okay sweetheart, you're safe, they’re all fucking dead." "I want to know why the fuck they are and why they were shooting in my fucking club." The cars pulled up outside the house. "Are you okay Angel?"

Angelo yells at the man with the rifle. I pull out the phone and take that option out of the equation by detonating the C4. The windows blow and fire spills from the room. Angelo stares for several seconds before both men jump in the truck and it takes off. Now I need to get Beth to the Jeep. We need to be as far from here as possible. I move back and help her stand. “Angelo thinks you’re dead. It buys us some time.” “He’s not dead?” she asks shakily.

I nod at Candy and she winks at me as she runs with her and a gun in her hand. I turn my attention to the incoming bikes. I grab my gun as the sound of a semi-automatic gun fires off towards us. I dive and roll up onto my knees and fire back. “Take cover, show them no fucking mercy. Kill them all!” I shout as we all open fire. I watch as the Mother’s Revenge, the Bratva, my men, the Moretti’s and those loyal to Angel and her family all join in the fray.

They all screamed in unison before Jeffery ran to the room leaving a fuming Lucas and a shocked Parker behind. ---- Tabby

the doctor ordered. Marcel had been in the emergency room for half an hour undergoing urgent surgery after being shot by hired killers. Meanwhile, Alice — now living as Angelica — was locked up in a filthy warehouse. “Wake up! Pretty lady, do you hear me? Wake up! Stop fainting,” one of the hired killers barked, dousing Angelica with a bucket of cold water. Angelica, who had fainted after being struck, opened her eyes. She looked around, terrified to find four men with frightening faces surrounding her.